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Hi, I'm Ms. Anonymous with Diary of a Single Woman.
I hope that you have been enjoying my true erotic stories from my diary.
Yes, I do have a lot more, true stories to share with you, and, I'm actually working
on a very secret project relating to my future stories, but it's way too early to reveal
what that is.
In the meantime, I have a proposition for you.
Yes, a proposition.
I want you to take a journey with me, take a journey into a devious, mysterious, taboo,
world of sensual fiction.
A world that expands your mind beyond boundaries, beyond boundaries you never knew you had.
A world where you discover intimate thoughts and feelings you thought you were incapable
of.
Oh yhea, this is going to be so damn good.
I'm writing this lustful novel, just for you.
I've named this series as a tribute to the breathtaking, nail biting, lustful trilogy
that had us all as fans, glued to our books and movie screens.
Well fasten your seatbelts, or should I say, unfasten your seatbelts and get ready to live
life on the edge.
Welcome to Fifty Shades of Red.
Chapter 1 Part 2.
I rush down the stairs and to my front door, open it, and there's Ethan standing there.
He was wearing a tailored black tuxedo with a velvet bowtie.
His haircut was fresh and the fuzz from his facial hair that I saw earlier in the day
was gone.
He was clean shaven and looked like he had just stepped out of the GQ magazine.
"I knew the dress would fit you perfectly!"
Ethan said as his eyes slowly glided up and down my velvet body.
"Well, you know this is a bit out of my league Ethan."
I said with a frantic smile.
He replied, "Yes, I know, but it's more my league though."
As Ethan walks inside my place he looks down at his watch and says "Okay we have to get
going, We have to make a stop.
Grab your things honey and let's go."
As I'm gathering my purse and take one last look around to make sure I don't need to bring
anything else, I could hear Ethan on his cell phone.
"Valentina, that's why you're my number one.
I will be there shortly."
Ethan said in a low toned voice.
Ethan saw my surprised facial expression and realized that I overheard the last part of
his conversation.
"Valentina, who is that?
Is she coming with us?"
I said.
Ethan replied, "Come on, you will see soon enough."
Ethan and I get into his Porsche and drive off.
Now that I was in an enclosed environment, Ethan's cologne permeated my senses.
I had never noticed this cologne on him before.
It smelled exotic, fresh, crisp, and masculine all at the same time.
"You smell nice this evening."
I said.
He responded jokingly "Are you saying that I've smelled badly all the other times?"
"No, you know what I mean.
I've never smelled this scent on you before.
What's the name of your cologne?"
Ethan said a name that I dare not to repeat.
The word was so fancy that he lost me on the fourth syllable.
Ethan goes on to explain "I picked it up in Paris during one of my trips.
I hope to take you to the wonderful place of where I bought it from.
They also have unique feminine aromas that I think you would like."
Trying to hold back my ear-to-ear smile about the unofficial invite to Paris, I said "I'm
sure that would be an interesting outing."
"Speaking of wonderful places, here we are."
Ethan said.
We turned into what looked like a wooded area.
Pavement was the only thing that stood out in the area.
As we continued on the curvy road, I was a little surprised at the location.
Does Valentina live on a farm?
Finally, I could see patterns of bright lights ahead.
As we get closer it looks like a warehouse of some sort.
Ethan parks the car and says, "Come on, let's hurry, as we can only spend a very limited
amount of time inside."
Ethan must of read my facial expression!
"Relax, I will explain once we get inside."
We quickly walk up to the entrance and a lady greets us at the door.
"Hello Ethan, I have everything ready for you."
Valentina said.
Valentina looked like she was in her late 60s.
She was dressed very chic.
I could tell that she kept herself up.
She had such beautiful hair and gorgeous skin.
Her makeup was flawless, and her diamond earrings, necklace, and ring set looked breathtaking.
We walked inside and wow it certainly deceived what I thought it might be based on how I
judged the building from the outside.
This huge industrial like tucked away building was cozy and unique on the inside.
As we walked down the long hallway our paths were lit with both low lighting lamp fixtures,
and large lit candles.
The candles varied in color, from burgundy, to black, to beige.
The carpet was plush and grey in color.
With each step I took it felt like I was floating, s the bottom of my shoes felt lost in the
depth of the carpet.
There was a strong yet pleasant lavender scent that filled the air.
As my eyes wondered I thought wow, this more like a penthouse.
We walked by several closed iron doors on both sides of the hallway.
Ethan says, "So Valentina, what room will you have us in tonight?"
Valentina replied, "I thought the, Reflection Room would be most appropriate for Keeva."
Oh wow, she knew my name?
Ethan hadn't formerly introduced us at the door.
Everything seemed so rushed.
Obviously, Ethan had told Valentina about me but what the hell is the Reflection Room?
We approached several sets of elevators.
One elevator was completely transparent.
It had clear glass all the way around.
Another elevator was mirrored.
Mirrors surrounded all parts of the elevator.
Another elevator had iron bars.
It was dark and made of heavy iron.
Valentina swipes a card of some sort in front of the mirrored elevator, and the door opens.
Ethan gestures for me to enter the elevator first.
I walk in, Valentina and Ethan follow.
The doors closed slowly.
The elevator starts moving upwards.
I didn't even see Valentina press any buttons inside the elevator.
Wait, there aren't any buttons to press.
This is getting more interesting by the minute.
It's so quiet on the elevator ride that you could hear a pin drop.
I hadn't said a word, but I know more stoned face appearance said it all.
I normally would be talkative and inquisitive as this was my nature.
As an interior designer you have to talk to your client extensively to get a better feel
of their personality.
Often their personality was a reflection of their decor, a reflection of what they liked
and what gives them comfort.
As I stood in the elevator, I was at a loss for words.
I didn't know what to expect next?
The elevator finally stops.
The door opens.
In front of us is a large mirrored room.
Actually, I can't really tell how large the room truly is.
There are mirrors covering the floor, covering the ceiling, and covering the walls.
Ethan gestured for me to move forward off of the elevator, but I told him "Um, I don't
know which way to go?
Everything is running together."
After my comment, Ethan and Valentina looked each other and shared a warm laugh.
Valentina then looked at me and said, "Follow me dear."
She then stepped off the elevator and led the way.
The echoes of our shoes and Valentina's voice as she directed me to turn left or right was
intense.
The acoustics from the mirrors magnified every sound.
There was no carpet, no windows, no furniture, not even a painting on the wall.
As I followed Valentina's path, we start to approach a room that had high ceilings.
As I entered the room, the room seemed to expand.
It gave an illusion that it was growing larger and larger, as there were layers, and layers,
of high mirrored ceilings.
I had never seen anything like this before.
I thought of myself as a modern-day interior designer, but I'm in awe of what's in front
of me right now.
As we walk further into the room, there's a mirrored beauty island in the center.
From what I can see, its neatly filled with makeup and hair products.
Valentina says to me with a smile "Don't be shy my dear, have a seat in the chair."
I walk over to the beauty island and sit down into the cushioned leather chair.
Wow, this chair is so comfortable.
I think there's memory foam behind the leather.
Valentina says to Ethan "Okay Ethan, you can wait in the lounge, Keeva and I should be
no more than 20 minutes."
Ethan says okay and starts to walk away.
I yell "Ethan, wait, what is going on here?"
He replies, "Valentina will complete the finishing touches for your attire tonight.
See you in 20 minutes".
THIS ENDS CHAPTER 1 PART 2.
TUNE IN NEXT WEEK FOR CHAPTER 2 PART 1 TO FIND OUT WHAT VALENTINA HAS UP HER SLEEVES.
ALSO FIND OUT THE HUGE SURPRISE THAT KEEVA GETS IN PART 2.
YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS WHAT'S NEXT!
HERE'S A QUESTION FOR YOU: IF YOU WERE IN THE WAREHOUSE, WOULD YOU FEEL NERVOUS AND
UNEASY?
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